Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! Chapter 130

Maria, Cortina and Finia were faultless beauties. Even that White Goddess, while young, possessed a beauty that exceeded theirs.

However, the girl standing before my eyes now transcended even that.

So of my features like my heterochromatic eyes and bluish-silver hair remained intact, but my other, well-arranged features brought about a settled, adult-like atmosphere.

Despite all that, my small fra had traces of youth yet also contained bewitching charm. My body was that of a young girl, yet it had all the right womanly curves. My chest and waist were neither too big nor too small; it perfectly matched my long and slender limbs.

The clothes that I wasnt sure about were also remade according to Maxwells request. They didnt expose a lot of skin yet remained erotic.

Their workmanship was a sight for the eyes too. I wore a tube top with high exposure and a sleeveless jacket on top of it fastened under my chest. My exposed slim waist emphasized the most prominent lines of a womans body.

On my lower body, I wasnt wearing a skirt or shorts, but instead a cloth closer to a swimsuit in shape. Although my hip line was exposed, the surrounding ornants managed to sohow deceive the eyes.

The only exposed parts of the design were around the shoulder tops, around the belly button and the thigh region, yet it gave off a sense of spiciness.

My slender legs were covered by boorish greaves that reached up to my thighs, drawing a contrast with them.

My arms were also clad in gauntlets with a matching design, invoking an immoral feel as if my limbs were being restrained.

Well now

It was unmistakably based on my original appearance. This was simply the result of growing my body as Maxwell requested.

As I stood there dumbfounded, Maxwell tapped on my exposed shoulder from behind. Of course, as my current form was simply an illusion it slipped through and landed on my actual shoulder.

Lucky for you, Reid. You are guaranteed to beco a beauty with no equal.

Lucky my ass! Rather, wouldnt this make stand out like crazy!?

I ended up this way because I followed his instructions to simply tinker with my current appearance. Certainly, no one would link this late-teen appearance for my child one.

Were I a hundred years younger, I would have pushed you down and made you my wife.

Seriously, just stop

Where did I go wrong for my old comrade to want to push down? Simply imagining that scene made tremble in disgust and I instinctively hugged my twitching body.

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Your actions are quite on point too. Seems like you have beco a proper woman.

Shut the fuck up already you perverted old fart!

Seeing utterly disgusted by his remarks made him grin ear to ear, but he decided to change the topic. Perhaps he realized that we would go nowhere if he continued teasing .

So then, what do you think of that appearance?

Well, people would probably be too enchanted by my beauty to realize who I am but

So you call yourself a beauty, huh?

I an, you were of the sa opinion!

Ive grown by about 30-40% in height. I was only a bit over one ter tall, but now I was close to a ter and a half, so the impression difference was quite drastic. The originally cylindrical shape of a childs body now had all the right curves, so this further influenced the given impression.

I guess it would be nice if I end up this way when I grow up.

I believe that would bring with it its fair share of troubles.

Save from any more troubles please

After muttering those words I readied my spear in front of the full-length mirror. The spears position appeared a bit low, but that too added to the characteristic impression. I was convinced that this was a perfect disguise.

Oh, I just rembered. Wait for a little.

Uh, whats wrong?

Maxwell chanted sothing and disappeared with those words. But the next mont, he returned back to his forr position. In his hands were the demi-gaunts that I was so familiar with.

Those are

Indeed, your gauntlets.

They were my favorite gauntlets of old, equipped with multiple Mythril threads, their length easily exceeding a hundred ters. They were my prided articles that I adjusted over and over until they took the most optimal form for my ability.

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So they were in your care, after all.

Yes, but I have not been maintaining them. A unique weapon like this was beyond my skill.

Im extrely grateful as-is for holding on to it.

I didnt think that they would sell them, but that still left the possibility of them getting buried with my body. Since they didnt, I had nothing to complain about.

I put the gauntlets that were ant to cover the hands up to the elbows. Though, their length didnt match my upper arms, so they amusingly reached all the way to the elbow tip. My arms were of different length now, so I had to close my eyes on this much.

Then I tried adding the gauntlet design to the produced illusion. The arm ornants got covered by my trusty gauntlets, taking on the nostalgic appearance.

Hold it, if you display those gauntlets like that, everyone would realize it is you.

Ah, right then, lem change it a bit like this.

As Maxwell said, these were one of a kind items that would be instantly recognized if one of our comrades saw them. If I put them on display like that, I would be practically screaming that Im Reid. My sha wouldnt take it if they thought I reincarnated into this beauty.

Hmm, that should do it. Now if you just hide one of your eyes, no one would realize it is you.

My eye, huh Should I cover my right eye again?

This form was based on my actual appearance so my eye colors were still present. My right eye was of deep crimson that I inherited from Maria. It was a color that was rarely seen in these lands, so as long as I covered it, I should co off as just a silver-haired beauty.

Actually, since its an illusion, I should just change the color instead of covering it with my hair. I changed my right eye color into a blue to match my left, restoring the equilibrium.

You should dispel the illusion already. Those bare legs are starting to tickle even my old bones.

Oh shove off!

My thighs were exposed down to near my knees, so I was more than a little embarrassed. Maxwell was the one that suggested these clothes, though. According to him, this was the traditional national attire of the Elves or sothing. Though looking at his reaction, I was starting to doubt even that.